Wednesday, July 29, 2009

Misplaced???

I am now in a prestigious place. Too good I must say!! I am not a person, as you brain dead would have guessed, who like to do anything. Actually I like to sleep.... A lot!!! So waking up at 7 to go to class at 8 in the morning 6 days a week is like a torture that can only be rivaled by reading this blog!!

Actually I represent everything that is exact opposite to the belief of the department here. the motto is "quiet excellence demonstrated"!!

Quiet is every thing this blog is not.... I have posted the link on my chat status, my status in social network, tied people in the chair in front of the monitor with their eyelids taped to their forehead..... I have advertised my blog everywhere!! Only other planets are left now.

As far as excellence is concerned I can not understand the meaning of this word so cant say anything about it.

And I certainly dont have anything to demonstrate!!!!

The class is full of awesome guys (Plzzzzzz get those disgusting images out of your mind unless it turns you on)!!!And looks like only guys... It turns out that I am chick magnet.... with the same polarity!! So most of the girls have managed to eluded my presence!! The unfortunates one who couldnt are quite cool though. I just hope they survive all of us guys.

As far is place is concerned there is NOTHING like IIT.

Wednesday, July 15, 2009

Bloody Experience!!

"How far are you willing to go to save another human's life?" said the man in white as he handed me the rugged yet kinda soft used up red ball.
"I am willing to shed my blood for them!" I replied with a sense of determination as i felt the pressure around my arm increasing from the cloth tied around it. And then he punched the needle in my arm.

Bloody hell!!!
I hate needles.

This isn't my first time thought. My first time was when I considered power rangers were cool!! I wasn't sure then. Not sure if I could do it. Not sure I would be able to sustain the agony of watching my own blood going away from me. But then our lab teacher told us that whoever goes through with will receive above 90% marks in the lab!! All the doubts and hesitation vanished like the hope of retaining the T-20 World Cup... Till date I am proud that I got those marks through my own sweat and blood!!

Time has changed though. World has gone broke. I cant touch my toes anymore (with straight legs). And apparently blood bank now use hosepipe to suck out the blood from the donor!! They sucked out entire 300 ml or so in just two minutes!! Nearly one-tenth of the time from when I first visited them! maybe they are afraid that I'll run away, with the needle sticking out of my arm and a blood bag dragging behind.

But I urge all you useless people sitting in front of your monitor reading this to get up and donate your blood. Unless you are drug addict, or drunk, or have some hideous disease, or weigh less than Michael Jackson when he died!

Like they say "give blood save life", or something of that sort.

Saturday, June 27, 2009

Frozen feet!!

I don't have much time left!! The freedom I have been enjoying for the last year or so is going to end. Got to move my lazy bum to survive again. Back to school!! At the start of my event less life I used to go to a school and now I will be going to b school. Luckily the creators either had Dyslexia or suffered from memory loss and stopped at 'b' otherwise we still would be carrying books on our back until our bellybutton touched our feet!!

Right now I am shit scared!! Partially because of I am going deep down south and partially due to other students profile. It looks like all of them are experienced and I will be the only virgin there!! Although I was assured that there will be people of my kind there but that would be rarity...

As far as the place is concerned I don't know what to expect. People are great but for me it would be like N!xau in the city!! As far as weather is concerned I was briefed that there are only three seasons in Chennai. Hot, hotter and hottest!! So at least I will have a very good tan when I return.

Tuesday, June 16, 2009

Aftermath

All the character and incidents are fictional and are product of the blogger's creative mind. If you find any resemblance to the living or dead you are reading this blog way to much you worthless scum.

Part I

*tring tring* (thats the only thing I could think of for the ringing phone)

Thakur:Hello

Veeru: What the hell???


T: What?

V: Why did you write my name??

T: Oh that.

V: Yes that!

T: Well I couldn't think of any other name.

V: What kind of excuse is that?

T: Its not an excuse!! Its just a name. You are not the only one named Veeru!

V: Yes, but people can relate me to this. And who the hell is Radha??

T: Someone I knew.

V: See!! Names of people you know.

T: OK. You want me to change the name??

V: Hmm... I dont mind.

T: What the...??!! Then why all this ruckus?

V: Just for fun. :P

T: You are pure evil! If I had hands I would have slapped you!! And don't say smiley when talking!!

V: Ya!! Just one more thing. Can you change Radha to Basanti??

T: What?? Bansanti??

V: Yup.

T: You think it will help your cause?

V: Dunno.

T: She doesn't even read my blog!! In fact no one does.

V: Its just for my mental satisfaction.

T: .....

V: Well??

T: Hmmmm... If some one actually reads it and controversy happens...

V: Then you will be blamed!!

T: Damn you!!

V: But as you said no one reads what you manage to write without your hands. And it will give some flare to your writing.

T: Hmmm..

V: So???

T: *Sigh* If you put it that way.

V: Good!!


Part II

*tring tring*

Thakur: Hello.

Veeru: How the hell do you answer the phone ?!!!

T: I always have my earpiece on!

V: .....

T: Whats the matter?

V: Basanti read it!!

T: Really! What did she say??

V: *&%#@$

T: Hahahahahaha!!

V: It was for you.

T: It was your idea you bastard!!!

V: But she doesnt know that. So it would be better if you change the names... again, or else you will find Dhanno chasing you with Basanti on top of her!!!

T: You rascal!!! You realize how difficult it is to keep editing when you dont have any hands??!!

V: Why the hell do you write it then you eel??!

T: Nothing else to do...

V: Get on it then!

T: You *&%$!#@!!!!






Saturday, June 13, 2009

Love letter


Dearest Basanti,

Of all the things in my life I cherish the people I have known and of all those people I cherish you the most. Everyday i thank the almighty for the beautiful angel in my life. From the day I met you till the day we got married and every day after that has been the most wonderful and joyous days of my life. Even if I am not with you right now I can feel you through each and every fiber of my being. I cant imagine my life without you.

So you can imagine my horror when I heard about the mishap. Even if I wasn't there but when mom told me I could actually see you driving over the divider and hitting the lamp post on the side of the road at your top speed of 30 kph. Good thing that the Civic had air bags and you always wear seat belt. BMC has placed the lamp posts in tricky positions so I can understand how difficult and dangerous it is out on the road.

You do know I much I care about you and how much you mean to me. So please promise me that you wont take our new BMW out.

Will be back soon. LOVE YOU.

Only yours,
Veeru

Wednesday, May 20, 2009

Complimenting a girl

Aim:
To compliment an unknown girl on her beauty.

Apparatus required:
i) A fool (big one, very big one indeed with a death wish)
ii) A girl (who looks attractive to the fool mentioned earlier)
iii) Group of friends (in evil mood to inspire the fool to carry out the task)
iv) A very public place.

Procedure:
i) First let the friends take the fool to a suitable public place where the the requirement can be fulfilled.
ii) The fool needs to find an attractive (according to him) and has to tell the friends that he thinks she is good looking.
iii) The friends then need to mind wash the fool and try to convince him that this he should compliment the pretty girl (according to the fool) !! This step must be carried out very carefully as the fool will be scared at prospect and any awareness of dangerous consequences will make the fool back out.
iv) The fool will still be very reluctant to go. So 1-2 of the friends must accompany him to half way or to a safe distance from where they can see the following steps without being seen. This step should be carried out with precision and the friends who are to escort the fool are to be chosen wisely.
v) The brain washing step should be continued during the escort if possible as the fool may have a last minute mind change. As the fool is completely mind washed the escorting friends may have to instruct the fool what to say to the girl.
vi) After the fool is left alone to carry out the next steps one of the friends must return to the group to take them to the other one. If only one friend is escorting he should return to the group to call them as soon the fool reaches a distance of no return according to him.
vii) The fool should approach the girl alone. And then try to tell the girl what he is instructed as well as what he can think of in the situation (which is more or less fatal).
viii) After exchanging words with the girl the fool should return to the group and report every thing.

Observation:
Fool: Excuse me.
Girl: .....
Fool: I just couldn't help but notice you. You are looking very nice.
Girl: Shut the hell up!!!
Fool: Please..
Girl: Get the f**k out of here!!!
Fool: Please don't take it as an offense. Its just a compliment.
(Girl leaves fuming, ignoring the fool)

Conclusion: The task was dangerous and probably fatal but was carried out successfully. The fool was unharmed by the girl or any mob.

Sunday, May 3, 2009

my second time

So I managed to drag my lazy bum to convince myself that I can write something after all. This is my second post ( I am keeping track for those pathetic peoples who cant count (..........?????) if you cant count that means you are illiterate (or just plain stupid (more stupid than Ben Stiller from Simple Jack (which was a movie that Ben Stiller did in Tropic Thunder which is also a movie in which he acts as an actor....(???) I am getting sidetracked here...)) and cant even read the blog... wait this means you cant even use a computer (not like i am distributing printout of my blog (which you cant read))..................................(??????) Here I go again!!! Writing something than saying it can not be logically derived by any possible chain of thoughts and creating a paradox ( is this what you call a paradox?? I dont know, my English is weak... so weak it will loose an arm wrestling with a new born ant suffering from viral for weeks....) and confusing my self and asking the eternal question: can anyone actually circumcise with a katana (like in the joke where three warriors demonstrate their skills with the first one cutting a flying fly (flying fly??? How ironical!!) in two halves (two halves?? that is ironical a well) and the second one cutting another flying fly (lol) in four parts and the third guy swings but the flying fly (no comment) still flying and he retorts by saying he just performed a circumcision on the flying fly) and am I thinking straight???

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I forgot what I was going to write in this post (even lost track of all the brackets and dont have any patience of reviewing and closing them all)..........

Whatever! The original was also meaningless any way!!